Dark Desire in Elk's Crossing [Sequel to Ecstasy in Elk's Crossing] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Robin Gideon Page B

she leaned close to the mirror and applied mascara to her lashes.
    Stop it. Don’t exaggerate like that.
    She reached for her lipstick, stopped herself, then selected a clear lip gloss from her purse. It was too late to put on all the war paint.
    I had the cum of two different men inside my pussy at the same time.
    The libidinous awareness prompted another shiver to work its way up her spine. While she had known all along that sooner or later she would resume having a sex life, what Annika had not imagined, nor even fantasized about, was having a sex life that included two of the biggest, most gorgeous men on the planet. Oh, and not that it really mattered, but they were both rich enough to make kings feel like paupers.
    How many times did they make me come? I can’t even remember.
    Another warm flush went through her, coloring her cheeks and throat. Slyly, after putting away the lip gloss, she reached beneath the loose-fitting leg of her cotton teddy and touched her vagina with her fingertips cautiously, almost experimentally. She was a little sore, but only a little. Considering how long she had been celibate, how well-endowed her lovers were, and how thoroughly and completely they had both ravaged her, Annika considered it a minor miracle she was “only a little” anything. She was, she grudgingly acknowledged, out of commission for the rest of the night. She doubted that by morning her wild behavior with Sven and Joshua would be anything but a luscious memory that better judgment dictated she forget but common sense said she never would.
    An unplanned and unprecedented ménage à trois with Joshua and Sven was something no woman would ever forget.
    She stepped out of the bathroom and into her private guest bedroom, walked to her bed, then stopped and looked down at it. She had pulled back the covers prior to showering, and that told her she had every intention of getting clean, then going to bed with the desire to sleep until morning, when she hoped to wake up with her sanity quite fully recovered.
    But if that was really what she wanted, why had she selected her teddy instead of the nightshirt from her suitcase. Both were made of simple cotton, but the nightshirt was something her grandmother would wear, and the teddy, while not being made of silk or satin, was still quite attractive. Her full bosom was put rather nicely on display in the décolletage that was meant to do such things, while the rest of the lingerie was loose-fitting. It was a comfortable piece of nightwear, but it wasn’t as comfortable as the well-washed sleep shirt.
    “Don’t do it.” The words were whispered into an empty room, but they seemed to echo over and over again in Annika’s ears. “They said we should talk, so I guess we should talk.” She started toward the bedroom door then stopped herself. From her suitcase she extracted a bathrobe that covered her to the middle of her thighs. “Much better,” she said to herself, trying hard to ignore the tingling in her clitoris and the erotic sensation of her naked thighs scissoring as she walked.

Chapter Six
     
    Dressed in a strap-sleeve T-shirt, red, cotton boxer briefs, and a robe so old that he couldn’t remember when he’d bought it, Joshua walked from his bedroom to the library, quite certain that he needed a nightcap more on this evening than ever before in his life. When he got to the library, quite intent on gulping his first whiskey-and-ice and then sipping the second, he found Sven, standing in white silk pajamas and a black, silk robe with a gold sash, making himself a vodka martini.
    “Hello,” Joshua said, standing at the doorway. “You beat me to the liquor cart.”
    “I figured you wouldn’t mind.”
    “Of course not.” Joshua crossed the room. He suddenly felt uncomfortable in Sven’s presence, and he didn’t like it. They had shared an experience with Annika that Joshua still hadn’t quite wrapped his arms around. “So your poison of choice is vodka,